Bloodgutsdevilcake - ~* Devil Cake *~

reblog this if your blog is a safe space on april fools and won’t have any jumpers, screamers, or anything scary or anxiety inducing

Sometimes I still think of my ex. Not my recent one tho he was an asshole but of the guy I broke things off with bc I was getting nervous about being intimate with another person and asking him to wait until we can meet each other in person. I didn't know how long he would have to wait and I thought it was too much to ask. I wish him well but at the same time I wonder if he ever thinks about me as I think about him. I want him to miss me but I am too cowardly to text him after all It's been months and he must have moved on. I know he still looks at my posts online but I doubt he does it on purpose and is just clicking through feeds.

I remember someone saying "mad scientists in fiction aren't scientists because there's never a control group"

I think if you've created an elixir that turns people into goat men you have sort have gone past the need for a control group. The control group is not going to placebo themselves into goat men. You can probably not run the control group, and safely assume that none of them would have turned into goat men. That said, having a control group for that would make the mad scientist seem extra crazy and be really really funny, especially if he was carefully testing them for goat like features from the dyed water they drank instead of the elixir

I find it interesting when people say to be who you really are instead of who you think you're supposed to be. In theory its a good slogan for avoiding toxic expectations but in practice I am not a good person. I'm mean and insensitive and it's messy trying to be around people when no one wants to talk to you. My family has told me way too many times that they can't talk to me because of the way I'm like. Sometimes change is good. Its okay to be who you want ti be rather than who you are in that sense.

blood is the prettiest accessory a boy can wear

I feel like I should apologize to all The Lost Boys (1987) blogs I’ve been liking and reblogging from. Like, I really hope I’m not being annoying with all the notifications you’re getting from one vampire, crackheaded fiend, that’s obsessed with these boys (mainly Marko)

Okay, Okay, here me out-

Satan from obey me demon form but in this

hey babygirl, want to come back to my place and I'll inject you with this totally safe, definitely not toxic, chemical substance?

I don't think I could be trusted with shapeshifting powers bc I would just turn into a bear and attack things with my claws at any minor inconvenience. it would be my go-to solution for everything